Lyrics:
color as a Piru king
I just want Jose Luis money
Big Vic Money
That Titon money all surrounded by the honey's
Want Domencio Money
Black Jus Money
Boy
the swagger that'll leave Dakota Fanning
I hope you niggaz over standin', I stay sucker-free
The next king of in the game, you ain't got enough to be
Your
without works, like the devils'
Repent!
Faith without works, like the devils'
Repent!
I will show you my faith by my works
The Holy Spirit is busy, friend
price being beat by Roman guards
But when he resurrected gave us life free of charge
Now me and my boys need to be in a psych ward
Cause we went crazy
last
Theft and fraud, a blast from the past
Had to cut them off umbilical
Cause when i drive for God
I put the furious in fast
Matthew 6:33
That's God
And i was king of the world if you know what that means
Too much sex, rock, drugs and violence
Now I'm in the back of an ambulance
Here's what happens
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
the exceptional
God is an overwhelming responsibility
we walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons
cats are on the upgrade
upgrade?
Welcome to H Town, yeah
Welcome to H Town, whoa
They say them boy's riding clean
But without the King
What does it really mean
Cup full of lean, got
is an overwhelming responsibility
Oh, fluffy duck
We walked through the maternity ward and saw two hundred and eighteen babies wearing nylons
It
nobody get hurt
Don't make me put your face on a motherfuckin shirt
I'm from the 3rd Ward, where we all crack skulls
And we don't give a fuck cause we
What happens when the bombs drop from the sky?
What happens when the floods come passing by?
This ain't the time to play you better get right
Yeah
Planted Seed
Matthew twenty four eleven through fourteen says
And many false prophets will rise up misleading many people
And because
Records representative]
What time it is then, right?
[James A. Smith]
It's time to mix 5th Ward, South Park and 69th Curbs
And really let
thinking
That horrors are worth linking
To what in deed abides.
These feelings are infringing
On what is needed by
The people of my Kingdom,
My scion and my
your gung ho got'cha niggas by your side
And the topic of your every conversation's let's ride
But let's take 5 and then put that shit aside
But you
In the window above Sir John
A king, a crown he's seeking
Centuries slowly slipping by
Those secrets they lie sleeping
In the face that holds
Reyes guantes
I'm a God in the flesh
Blessed by the Tloke Nawake
Everybody has a purpose
I'm still tryna find mine
So I write rhymes my varrios
the ward again
Wonder what I did now
Attempted destruction of government property
The system need slaves if it's gonna run properly
I did it cuz deaths
dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
I'm talkin' Kimberly Court Posse, K-C-P
West side, Fourth Ward, on up to A-D-V
I'm talkin' down by the Lawton,
content, get gold with King no-nonsense (That's right)
Dollars they hold is counterfeit, but I'm sunlit, golds wordsmith
Diadem Tiara wearing Princess with
mountains crumbling (1 Kings 18:20-40)
I've heard stories of The King (Rev 5:5)
Who loves without fear (Jer 31:3)
Who loves, won't hold back (Matthew 27:50)
matthews
I became something, not what mama raised, I changed something
Got my brain pumping, whenever I think of pain or sum
I feel rain coming, we grind
nation
These are the birth pains for the baby is Revelation
Matthew 24 shed light on the basics
Im light on my asics
Cuz real killers move in silence
But
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